awwww shit.

my old friend jamie just got back into whistler last night. so erik, jamie and i decided to go out for a beer or 2. all three of us have been good friends since high school and we always end up causing shit together. last night, somehow, we didn't. we did manage to drink half of the alcohol in whistler, however. i'm not much of a drinker these days, so when i go out drinking with these walking livers i know i'm in for trouble.

let's just say that 15 beers later, i'm hungover. and i don't think i did anything too stupid.

back to bed for me, i do believe.